Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Downfall ❯ Uncontrolled ( Chapter 3 )

The Downfall of a Heartless Man

Chapter 3

How long have I been flying? Days? Weeks? Months? I can't really say. Nights have blurred into days. But soon my Saiyan hunger over powers all other thoughts. Besides one...damn that woman! Damn her for making my feel! Damn her for causing so much trouble! Even now I cannot get her out of my mind. Even now I want to...I close my eyes, forcing myself not to think of that fucking woman.

Hunger grips at me again. I haven't eaten since that last meal with the woman and her parents. I look below me and scan the ground. I am flying above a lush, green forest, no doubt full of fat, tasty beasts ripe for the killing. I need to kill. I need to see that all knowing fear of death burning in their eyes...someone's eyes...anyone's eyes. If not that damned woman then someone will feel my wrath!

I slowly reduce the ki I have powered beneath me to keep my flying, and I readily set foot on the ground. I am anxious for the kill. I noticed a plump looking beast with horns about 30 yards ahead when I was landing. Ah my prey. I can smell the beast. I can smell its raw meat even know, dripping with crimson blood as I devour every last morsel. My mouth waters.

My Saiyan hunting instincts begin to set in as I sneak up on my prey. I can feel my blood heating up in anticipation, my mind clearing of all the poison the woman has filled my entire being with. I smirk. That woman cannot reach me here. Her sorcery cannot cause me to forget this. THIS is what I live for. THIS is what I long for, what every Saiyan longs for.

I close my eyes. I can feel the warmth radiating from my prey's body as it's blood flows through its veins. Then, with no warning, I pounce on my prey. ENNHHHH! ENNNHHHH! The beast brays in defiance as I swing my arms around it's slender neck. Mmm victory is so near. I look into the beast's eyes, wanting to see it. I have to see it.

I throw my head back in ecstasy. The power of the look in those eyes...it feels so good.

Then, without hesitating another moment, I snap the beast's neck. I can wait no longer. I NEED to feed, I NEED to take back what's rightfully mine. My Saiyan pride. That woman was so close to stripping me of it.

I rip the beast's flesh from its bones and I begin eating, relishing it all. Tendons, muscles, even the organs. I cannot stop. The intense need is blinding my vision. I will eat that woman away. I don't need her.

Soon there is nothing left of my prey. I have licked every last drop of blood from it's carcass, but I am not filled. I am not satisfied with this one lowly animal. I need more. And so, I go on a mad rampage, killing every thing in sight, every last breathing creature in this forest.

My sick mind has become lost to emotions. Emotions that even now, I know are brought on by the memories of that woman. Somewhere inside myself, in a place I didn't know exists, I know my true need is for her. For her blue eyes and her soft skin. I can't hope that the woman would accept me after what I did to her... but I truly hunger for her long smooth legs and her full breasts and her compassion.

But most of all for her love.

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It's been nearly two months since that day...that day that will burn in my mind until the end of time. I disgust myself. I can feel bile rising in my throat, threatening me every time my mind replays the scenes of my disgrace. I let myself go... I couldn't control my own actions, couldn't stop my own hands...my own blood lust...

I shake my head as I push back the burning thoughts from my conscience. My dishonor has not gone unpunished. I look down to see the still burning scar on my chest. It's the newest addition to the many I already posses, but the only self-inflicted one. So far.

My training is becoming quite pathetic. I've been living in the damned forest for so long... I can feel myself growing weaker each day and it's fast becoming more than I can take. I'm sure that baka Kakkarot is already ten times the strength he was on Namek. I CAN'T let that weak fool surpass me! I have to train! I have to become a Super Saiyan! I am the Prince of the Saiyans! I should have all the power! What am I so fucking afraid of? A little human woman?!

I need that Gravity Room. I don't care how many blue haired woman get in my way, nothing is going to stop me from my training! NOTHING! I can already feel uncontrollable anger begin stirring in me. I ignore it, however, and make my way out of this cursed place. Pushing a small amount of ki beneath me, a rise from the ground. Soon I am too high to clearly make out the forest, even with my superior Saiyan eyesight. That is just fine with me. I'd rather not ever see that place again. I don't know what has kept me there so long.

I chuckle lightly as I increase my speed and the ground whips past me. It seems that lately I've been making many promises to leave horrid places and never return. But I'm certain that this time I won't be coming back.

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It took me nearly three weeks flying at my fastest speed. But I finally made it back to the Capsule Corp. and my beloved Gravity Room. As soon as I reach my destination I find myself over powered by the scent of the woman. Kami, she is everywhere. It's been so long. With all the strength I can muster, I fly to the balcony on the second floor where my room is. Her room is right beside mine. I curse myself as my eyes wander to her balcony. Her window is open and I can easily see her small body wrapped in an endless amount of covers as she slumbers in her bed close to the window. I can hear her deep rhythmic breathing from where I stand at my own balcony. Mmm, Kami how I would like to wrap my arms around that body...kiss those perfect full lips...I could watch her sleep peacefully like that until the end of time.

"Shut up you damn fool." I mutter to myself sharply. "She's just a damn woman!" But I can't deny what my mind concluded that day in the forest. I need her. More than life itself. But I can never act on such feelings. I'm a Saiyan Prince, not some filthy third class baka like Kakkarot. I was intensely disturbed when I discovered the fool had taken a human as a mate and had even had a sickening little brat with her, but it wasn't surprising. It's quite normal for those of lower class to mate, especially for love. But royalty?! Never. We are allowed to mate only for the purposes of an heir and even then we do not get to choose the woman.

Not that I even have a chance of that now. After what happened to Vegetasei...oh bah! I don't need a mate! Let that fool Kakkarot carry on what's left of our race! I won't dare see the blood of any heir of mine mingled with any other pathetic species! We have been dishonored enough . I have been dishonored enough.

Turning sharply I walk into my room. I'm sick of thinking about that damn woman. She is always troubling my thoughts.

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The next morning I awaken to the smell of that wonderful human food called pancakes. Ahh, it's been far too long since I have eaten a decent meal. I am reluctant to rise from the bed and meet the woman face to face for the first time in months after what happened... but in the end my growling stomach gets the better of me.

First, however, I make my way to the bathroom to clean myself. I have not taken a proper shower in months. I can't even imagine how sickening I must smell. I have grown accustomed to my smell but I know the woman won't. " Not that I care." I growl to myself.

The hot shower banishes all of my inhibitions and soon I make my way down the stairs. I follow the delicious smell of the food right into the kitchen where the woman stands over the metal appliance used to cook food. I can hear something sizzling in the pan she is holding by the long black handle.

All of the emotions I thought I had pushed aside come rushing back to the surface as I watch the woman cooking and hear her hum a little tune under her breath. She wears a cloth wrapped around her waist( that I have come to know is an apron) and a tight pair of jeans and a small bright pink shirt that hugs her petite frame. Her feet are bare and she wiggles her pink toes every once in a while. Kami, my head is spinning. I find it hard to breathe as I realize how close she is.

I surprise myself by actually being able to speak. "Woman." I grunt. Damn! Why do I always have to be so damn harsh? She yelps and turns around so that now I can fully see her beautiful face. Her aqua hair whips about her head and her bright blue eyes widen with shock.

"Vegeta?" she breathes, not believing. Shock turns to anger as her eyes alight with fire. " Where have you been?! Kami, I've been worried sick thinking something horrible had happened!" The woman was worried...about me? After what I did I was sure... "Woman you know good and well nothing on this weak ass planet could hurt me." "Well then what happened? Why did you leave without telling me? Where did you go?" She seemed hurt that I had left her. Did she not know? Was the woman completely oblivious to what happened that night? " Woman, what I do is my own business." "Well it's my business when you live in my house and leave me all alone for five months!" she screams giving me a stern look. Her hands are on her hips and she is shaking with rage. Wait..something didn't sound right...five months?

" You can't lie to me woman, I know your parents came back after three months." " They had to stay longer due to some technical malfunction or other. Vegeta, what happened? Just tell me why you left." She pleaded softly. The woman... she had been scared...afraid that I was never coming back. " I know what happened that night Vegeta." She said quietly, looking down at her feet. " And I also know that you saved me. I don't think you meant to hurt me...you just let your anger get the better of you..." She finally looks up at me with those beautiful blue eyes that were full of hot tears...for me... " I forgive you Vegeta." She whispers.

She forgives me? WHY?! What have I done to deserve her forgiveness? NOTHING! I ran away from her, ran away for months like a coward, too afraid to face her. Too afraid to face myself. Emotions I cannot name swim through me like wildfire. Why was she doing this to me? Why? My mind is telling me it was wrong...so wrong to feel this way. But something else...my heart maybe? It is telling me that this is what I had wanted since I first laid eyes on the blue haired angel on Namek. She feels something for me. She cares enough to forgive me. She cares...

But as always my prideful Saiyan mind is far stronger than my small Saiyan heart. "What makes you think that I WANT you to forgive me you stupid bitch?! The only reason why I have kept you alive so long is because I don't want to have to deal with that dumbass Kakkarot. I know he would have a fit if I harmed his precious little friend." I sneer at her. At first the woman seems confused. She doesn't understand me eh? " Don't you get it woman!? I don't need your forgiveness so fuck off before I blast you into oblivion!"

Then whatever confusion she had left her. But she isn't angry. She is hurt. Tears spill down her beautiful face. I don't think she even knows what to say. It's the first time I've ever seen the woman not bite back. It bothers me.

Wiping her tears from her face she walks silently past me. I don't turn around to watch her go up the stairs. I can't look at her. When I know she is out of sight I fall to the ground, my head in my hands. Something close to regret courses through my veins. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!" I rage. What have I done? Whatever feelings the woman had for me are gone. But isn't that what I wanted? For the woman to leave me alone and let me train? Isn't it what I wanted??

Isn't it?

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